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And every time their love story looked like it could get a happy ending, the villains tried to find a gaping plot-hole, or a blast from the past, or a twist in the tale. And every time they told her this, she just turned the page
What was that thing that could make two people promise one another to spend every day of the rest of their lives together? Ah,I found it. It was a thing called love. A small simple word.
Cecelia Ahern, Thanks for the Memories
A person isn’t who they are during the last conversation you had with them - they’re who they’ve been throughout your whole relationship.
Rainer Maria Rilke
But luxury has never appealed to me, I like simple things, books, being alone, or with somebody who understands.
Daphne du Maurier
Even though, I didn’t mean to, I wasn’t searching for, but I found HIM. I found the one person, with whom my smile has no control. Just as blub lights up by electricity, I light up just by seeing his face. Never in life, had I thought of finding the one. Now, when I finally did, I can’t help but be reflective about the whole thing. He has become the very reason of my existence, my smile, my pride, my satisfaction. Over the past few months, there is one thing that I have come across, and that is, that he has become the Song of my life. All sad, happy songs that I would like to hear with him. The one who gave music to my life. I just wish that I would be able to give his life Music too.
Tell him yes. Even if you are dying of fear, even if you are sorry later, because whatever you do, you will be sorry all the rest of your life if you say no.
Love in the Time of Cholera, Gabriel Garcia Marquez
Your smile undid me but your laughter put me back together again.
Daily Haiku on Love
It was probably nothing but it felt like the world.
Morrissey
You want the sad truth? Even if I forget you, I’ll always miss you.
Haiku on Memory
The way to love someone is to lightly run your finger over that person’s soul until you find a crack, and then gently pour your love into that crack.
Keith Miller
But she might hold him. That was all that mattered now. To hold him. To hold him. Not to let him go. Make him stay.
Ernest Hemingway
"I love you in a language that I don’t fully understand. In words that I haven’t found enough courage to forklift out of my chest."
Rudy Francisco
Dear Universe, you've been kind to me lately, thank you so much about that. So I'm asking for a simple thing from you tonight. Please let me wake up tomorrow to a good morning text from him. It would really make my day. I'm not getting my hopes up so I'm not disappointed. But I believe in you. And I deserve it too.
Where I stand now
Thanks to my ex, there was this deep seated insecurity inside of me, like I wasn't good enough, like there's someone much better than me (there is, I do acknowledge that), and that I should strive to be more like her. I felt like I was ordinary, without the good looks to hold a man's gaze, and make him look deeper within me, in search of something raw and extraordinary. Fast forward. I meet him. And my moment of panicked "oh my God, she looks prettier in her black top" vanishes the moment he looks at me and smiles coyly. In 16 days, this guy has known more about me than some people have in years. Surely he can see for who I am. After all, I was hiding my bruised heart behind these walls of the strongest grade of steel while I bandaged it, and he broke through every last of my walls. Surely he can see through my veil then, see the parts of me which are dangerously beautiful. Besides, I am the female version of him, he has said it himself. We have more similarities than I have had with most people. He clearly likes himself, so he has to like me. And the parts of me that are different from me? I believe he is perfectly man enough to see how well they fit together with his own jagged parts. And he's The One. The Universe has been bringing us together since forever, taking big yet invisible steps till we finally collided with each other. And I'm going to put my trust in the Universe now. If it found me what I had always been seeking, if it filled that hole inside me that needed to be filled before it consumed me, then it will make sure I get him too and that I don't come undone. This time is different. I feel safe and calm. I do try to impress him and I do hold back to play hard to get. But this time, deep inside, something feels rooted, something I can't quite describe in words or sketch out in charcoal. This time, it's The Love Story. The One True Love. The Epic Romance. Which should scare me more than ever. But it doesn't. Because I know it has a happy ending. It has to. Life isn't all rainbows and unicorns, and it can't be all heartbreaks and goodbyes either. As for dating? I want him with me this instant, but I'm okay with taking it slow. Because today I am a strong independent confident woman just living her life. Today I'm me, and that's enough. Today I can look my ex in the eye and tell him this too. But I won't. Because today it doesn't matter anymore.
When you walk down a new road carrying the maps from your previous journey, every step you take wears away the ground from under your feet, and a little more leather from your brown Woodlands shoes- this I've learned from you. And I just won't repeat your mistake. No hard feelings.
It's him. I recognize him. Let him recognize it too. I'm setting him free but he has to come back to me, please please please.
Thanks, Universe!
The Universe is amazing. It listens and it answers in ways you once thought were impossible, it changes everything in such a way that you end up a tangled mess of happiness, confusion, terror and disbelief. The only problem with the Universe is its timing sucks. It makes you wait years and years for something so very special, and when it's time to unravel it, the Universe doesn't wait till your end sems is over. That's fine. This storm might break me tomorrow, but it's taking away the dark clouds from the rest of my life.